Well, here I am, now 26. I had a nice, relaxing day. Nothing too involved or ambitious since I have a 2 year old and a 8th pregnant tummy. My day started out with a gift from Chris when I woke up.
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| A dachshund love mug...too cute |
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| heart-shaped donuts, my favorite flavors |
We hung around the house for a while, then got ready for the one thing I wanted to do: shoe shopping. I do enjoy going to the store and picking out something and purchasing it without thinking about it. I never do this, especially for myself. I saw a lot of cute clothes, but since I quite front heavy these days, there is nothing beside maternity clothes that would fit me. I have about a month and a half left, and I would like to avoid buying any more maternity clothes; so I thought shoes would be fun. Hard to look large in shoes...the mirror usually stops at your shins. ;)
We went to several department stores and nothing really stood out to me. 2/3 of their stock were heels anyway, and we all know that's not happening...pregnant or not. We went to DSW after the mall and that's where I found my gift.
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| Coach sneakers |
We then headed off for lunch. Lorelai was not too keen on going to a sit-down restaurant, but I really did not want anymore tacos and burgers. I did some research on menu items the night before and found out the places I would like to go did not have LEL-friendly options. Meaning: no fries, cheese, chips, or chicken nuggets...and I mean nuggets, chicken tenders/chicken strips? Yeah...no way. So, trying to avoid a screaming, wrestling match, I chose a place that had some things I thought Lorelai might eat. Christina's Mexican Restaurant. Turns out she was going to throw a fit either way. I find it annoying when I am clearly struggling with a small child, shouting, kicking, and crying and the waiter/waitress asks "Hi, how are you?" Well, since you can't see, I am not so great right now....thanks. Anyway, LEL did settle down, but only took 2 bites out of her $6 meal. Sheesh. Oh well.
We went home for her nap, which she took well, and I camped out on the couch to watch some tv. I did not want to clean, do laundry, or go grocery shopping on my birthday...the hard part of this? Not feeling guilty for avoiding those things. Since my feet swelled up the night before due to too much work, I was able to feel pretty decent about my laziness. I did dust and wiped down the tables in the familyroom, but I couldn't relax without doing so. Lorelai did a number on them earlier.
Hours later, we went to my parents' house for dinner, cake, and a few more gifts. All my siblings were there, along with my grandparents. We did miss my SIL, who had to work, but we still had fun. My dad picked up Chick-fil-a nuggets and fries and my mom made a fruit salad. Lorelai approved of this meal, as did I. We also had cheesecake and brownies for dessert. My tummy had a happy day (minus heartburn after lunch) and I am sure the scale will reflect it later...who cares. ;)
I did receive some great gifts from my family. A couple of checks/cash (thank you!) I plan to put towards a double stroller, and the following:
| one red, one white large mugs for soup/oatmeal/post-pregnancy amount of coffee <3 |
| Matryoshka measuring cups, too cute |
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| the final season of ER, I now own ALL the seasons :) |
26 starting off pretty well. (I am ignoring we received our emergency room bill for my mysterious abdomen pain that afternoon. Ouch.) This evening Chris and I are going to celebrate our 3 year wedding anniversary with dinner and a movie. Our real anniversary is on Wednesday, but since it is in the middle of the week, we thought moving it to the weekend would be better for Chris' schedule and our babysitter's...aka, my mom. I hope I am not too uncomfortable, I am a bit nervous, but I know it will be a long time before I will be able to go the movies again...I want to squeeze in one more time even if I am fidgety. Tonight is also the super bowl, so I am hoping nothing will be too crowded, this will help.
Thanks to all who wished me a happy day!
M.LEWIS
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